Lucy’s
review published on
Letterboxd:

“i can feel it. i can feel it. i can feel it”

maybe the most monumental film in history, and even better on the big screen. and while rewatching it today, i finally realized why it hits me so hard every time: it doesn’t feel like fiction to me. i know it is, but it feels tangible, like an eventual future, even in the abstract. there’s a thread of truth running through it, sparking a fear and wonder in me that no film has ever matched in the same way, the most colossal and terrifying inevitability of our current existence: we are not alone